Return with me now to that fateful day when Irv Kaputnik looked out his window and saw some kids playing tug of war in the alley…

“Well they use a rope to pull each other through the dirt
But perhaps that same rope might be used for cleaning dirt
From in between some close together things
Like picket fences, motor parts, or… teeth!”

And he ran right out to tell his wife, but she just scoffed
So he told her, “But I’m naming it after you, dear Floss!”
And through the night he heard the voices sing,
“Irv Kaputnik, don’t give up your dream!”

‘Cause the rope they used to pull each other through the dirt
Well you know that same rope could be used for cleaning dirt
From in between some close together things
Like picket fences, teeth, and you and me!